Just read these headlines our some Crunch gym posts from our archives. Not surprising that their new owners say Bally’s, who themselves settled with the SEC for understating losses, lied to them at the time of the sale about how many members they had.
Crunch gym filed for bankruptcy last week. Guess that strategy of signing up your members for long contracts, then making it really hard to cancel a membership and continuing to debit people’s bank accounts even after they were supposed to be canceled and generally being total jerks about any member that tried to stop giving them money, even if they moved away or the gym itself closed down…yeah guess that didn’t work out.
The following is reader David’s consumerist report on how Crunch Gym stole from his bank account and how he made the bastards pay, a process akin to squeezing sweat from a stone.
We can understand salsarobics, tai-bo, and after enough whippets, even jazzercise, but these marketing themed classes are really something special. Here’s Crunch Gym’s announcement for the Legally Blonde steps class. Angie never got one of these for her ill-fated Spiderman 3/A Clockwork Orange/spinning class.
Yesterday we followed up on reader’s bad experience at Crunch Gym by calling 2 of their locations, the corporate office and interviewing Angie, our reader.
…I had a sickening experience at Crunch Gym yesterday.
We love Carrie best amongst all our readers. Not only is she a party girl with a charming predilection for promiscuity (really, the best kind of party girl!) and who likes to shake a peach-perfect bottom to sultry grooves, but she’s officially on record as being willing to give us her digits if we ever met her in the middle of a line of blow at a sparkling metrosexual bash. Not only that, but unlike most of you complainers, she only writes us when a company treats her right. She’s an effervescent pixy and we wish this shrill, bitter site had more readers like her.